My father-in-law and his eight sons b/ea/t my pregnant wife until she lost our baby… then laughed outside her ICU door, mocking me as a “worthless, broke soldier.” They had no idea I wasn’t just any soldier-I was the commander of a black-ops hit squad. As my phone buzzed with a message reading “Target confirmed,” I looked at them and whispered…

one day, a man walks into this family who is strong enough to survive them, and ruthless enough to protect my little girl.”

I carefully folded the fragile parchment and secured it in the breast pocket of my jacket, directly over my heart, realizing that my war was far from over.

Chapter 5: The New War

Six months later.

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